OK - so I've just spent the last 50 minutes or so, checking out some online makeup type stores, channelling my 22 month old nephew, so that I could find a nice Mothers Day present for his Mother, my Sister.
Conclusion #1 - Makeup is a friggen rip off! And that's before you even get to the actual makeup part of it; there's all the washes, exfoliaters, cleansers, toners and creams - f*#%ing lip treatments! Oh my God - as a woman I feel so dirty and diseased right now - just for being sucked into this bullshit!
Right, so it turns out, I couldn't get the particular makeup shade she uses, but then stumbled upon a totally awesome freebie deal you get, AFTER you buy 2 other products. Concern #1, average product price $47.... SHIT. However, I knew that my sister would adore this ridiculously expensive stuff, and I knew getting the 2 products was going to blow the modest budget my nephew has for said present. So, I did what any good sister would do. I scouted the site for 2 of the cheapest products I could find (possibly why it took me 50 MINUTES on the site) and purchased them with my overused, burnt out little credit card. I know it wasn't the smartest thing, I know I'm trying to save money, but at the end of it all - how can I not? Her husband is away on Mothers Day, she doesn't work, so doesn't have any money for luxury items and I know she loves all that sort of stuff. And after all, in this life, sometimes people should get the things that they want and if I can be a part of that, then that's ok with me, and it'll be ok with the credit card too, eventually. I'm certain Jesus would've done a similar thing for one of his disciples.
Then, I went on Facebook. I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I don't need everyone in the world to know what I'm thinking/doing/saying/looking at/eating, but God-damn it if I want to know the same information about everyone else! However, it did lead me to:
Conclusion #2: No self-respecting woman should ever refer to herself as a WAG. Enough said.
AND
Concern #2: the human race can't spell anymore! What the hell is wrong with people? If you're going to go to the trouble of being witty and making a comment that potentially hundreds of people are going to see, why can't you take the time to spell the words out the way they were meant to be?! Please people, I can hear the collective sound of your brain cells screaming in pain as they die. Think of the children. Think of the gene pool?
In other news, I had a strange dream last night and it had Benchpress me NOW Boy in it. This time, he came into my work because he had a giant hole in the bottom of his foot and a big crack/scar thing all up his well defined leg. I told you it was strange. That's all I got.
Gee, I really wish I could move beyond this point, find a man of my own, so that I can stop obsessing about other peoples boyfriends.
Monday tomorrow. God.
SB xx
sucking 'it' up as we speak
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